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Elvis Costello Prize Pack Giveaway
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Dear Philadelphia:

For awhile there, it was looking like this column could be retitled "Educators Gone Wild," as one of our winners and a number of our runners-up work(ed) in the Philadelphia area's schools. There was the ecstacy-dealing high school basketball coach, the "abstinence education is the only appropriate sex education" administrators at Archbishop Ryan, the elementary school teacher who wrote threatening messages throughout her school and the pedophile special ed teacher. But it's not just educators who are endangering kids' welfare (and, we should note, by extension, the future of mankind). We'd be remiss if we didn't point out that there are some pretty dreadful parents out there. We're not just talking about the parents who humiliate their children (and themselves) in public. Oh, no. They're just the tip of the iceberg. When we look deeper, we find that there are much, much more disturbing parenting practices out there. Like the Trenton couple who sent their seven-year-old son to school with seventy grams of crack. Our favorite part of the story is that, when the police were searching the parents' house following the discovery of the crack on the kid, two guys showed up to purchase drugs. Oops! The parents had twenty-two grams of crack in the house, which made us wonder – why would they send more crack with their kid than they would keep for themselves? Is the seven-year-old really a better pusher than his parents? But we digress. The kid probably doesn't stand a chance in life, and it makes us sad. So unto his parents (whose names we don't know because authorities are not disclosing the names, so as to protect the boy and his sister), we bestow the title of Parents of the Year Assholes of the Week.

What's new and/or interesting in Philly theaters this weekend.

Every Tuesday and Thursday, we'll be posting events that are going on sale during the current week. This Thursday post only collects the latest announcements, so definitely check the Tuesday post for any you may have missed.

Last Friday & the weekend: Michael's search for a new CEO of the Philadelphia School District got down to two contenders—apparently—after Temple College of Education dean Kent McGuire withdrew his name from consideration for the position.

What's new and/or interesting in theaters this weekend.

I don't know if you've heard, but supposedly our baseball team is going to the playoffs or something? Anyway, you probably don't care, but they did have a rally outside City Hall on Monday and Phillyist was there to take some "award-winning" photographs. Enjoy and get ready for the Phillies to start kicking Rockie ass today!

This week, Phillyist saw the waters of a landmark fountain run red for a Showtime marketing stunt, the Phils pull ahead, and some serious nostalgia. They also got a chance to review an awesome tribute album, reminded folks to see the King, and appreciated their beautiful skyline.

The shapeless dough of the internet, formed into tasty pellets and baked to perfection, just for you.

Seattlest watches as a S.L.U.T. is born and Seattle Flickr users go nuts over a local art installation. A restaurant critic demands a Diner's Bill of Rights over a gnat next to her drink, and, in lieu of a Portlandist, Seattlest debates with itself over the identity of the Northwest's crown jewel. Seattlest also joins the guys from Fantagraphics for an ill-fated gun party in the woods.

While SFist cringed at the fatal dose of crime littering the Bay Area, it found solace in Hillary Clinton's San Francisco campaign headquarters opening, which featured loads of exposed mammary glands. In other news, SF Taxi Commission ruled that Satan's cab must keep its (in)famous medallion number, 666; and in an un-fashion-forward frenzy, San Francisco Fashion Week (chortle) bars bloggers from covering and getting smashed at their shows and parties, respectively. Also, they found a picture displaying the woes of cruising in a tacky limo on the streets of San Francisco.

LAist was comped front row seats by the Dodgers due to Malingering being struck by a foul ball last week, and she came back with some great photos, and earlier made fun of 4th of July on Venice Beach. But the biggest stories of the week was that the Mayor's Hot Tamale was revealed, and that a Kwik-E-Mart was erected in Burbank.

By now you may have read about the arrest of 20-year-old street singer Anthony Riley on charges of disorderly conduct. He is, apparently, one of several criminals (read: victims) recently caught by police in an attempt to quell the evil uprising of mimes, musicians and street-based merry-makers terrorizing our city's wealthier residents.

What's new and/or interesting on TV this week.

Holy smokes! Giant fish on the MTA, Paris Hilton in jail, then out, then in again, Al Gore, goatses, blumpkins, Matt Damon, and baby art critics! It's been a busy week across the Ist-A-Verse, and here's a smattering of what's been going on.